Not bad, not bad at all. I have to say, though, you look very angry in that picture. :laugh2 Seriously, you look like you are about to punch the camera, you are sneering so hard. Or maybe it is the angle. 'Tis kinda weird, because I have associated you with your avatar, which is obviously a much older picture.
When I was five... Let's see... Nope, that was still when everybody thought I was retarded because I refused to do their maths, the reason in fact being that I saw its flaws: We had to do all this "showing our work" crap where we regrouped or did something else that probably also has to do with military strategy (I think regrouping was subtraction, so whatever the additive equivalent wold be
) when it was easy enough to just put the numbers together or take them apart, and simply using inverse negatives on long subtraction problems was easy enough and could quite easily be held as a tally in one's head, much like card counting, and the thing I always REALLY hated was when they would say you couldn't subtract a big number from a small number. Aside from the fact that I was already working with variables and exponents and logarithms.
However, around six, my collection of useless facts started to rapidly shoot up, since I finally got around to learning how to actually read real words, instead of maths. Before that, my knowledge had amounted to anything my dad's stoner friends had taught me visually or verbally, pretty much, so I knew a lot about pornography (kind of sad, a six year old being so experienced in that, I know, but hey, I was never one of the awkward titterers in SexEd classes, so I guess it has its applications), Greek/Celtic gods/goddesses, astrology, the planets, names of drugs (again, rather sad, but I am seriously the only kid I know that has not said they have at least considered trying marijuana or several worse things that I won't even mention, since I don't want to go off the end of propriety here, and I'm afraid I'm already pushing it), and various other such things (I think the only
useful information they taught me was when his friend "Squirrel" taught me how to pick up women, and also taught me how to be cute in front of motherly females working in stores so we could get discounts). However, with the advent of reading, I suddenly knew everything there was to know about anatomy that I would never use, biology, the platypus, the okapi :blush , the anatomy of the former, colour theory, Shakespeare, the few other good poets, the World Wars, actual occultism, and all sorts of other things. Quickly, I became a fount of wisdom on all subjects, and by the time I was ten everybody in my medium-sized Elementary school (I think the divisions are different in the U.K., but pretty much it goes up to age eleven) knew me as the living Encyclopaedia, and, in truly charming illiterate style, many would say, "Encyclopedia Brown ain't got
nothin' on that boy."
That is pretty much the extremely condensed story of my childhood, there.
Gallop: http://www.xkcd.com/ Stick people REPRESENT!